Strava for nostalgia.

If you didn't know then I have an obsession with running. I am a full on addict and I churn out 45-60 miles every week and have done for the last 5-6 years. When I was a youth I would jog around the fields with my dad, I did cross country at school but it... Continue Reading →

Rubatosis

Rubatosis:  The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat. I am so aware of my own heartbeat all the time. The thought crosses my mind at least 3-4 times a day, how my heart has been beating since the moment it started and it will continue to do so until my physical being comes to an... Continue Reading →

Owning your freedom.

How long do you spend looking at pictures online thinking ‘damn, I wish I had that’? Or ‘I want to be there right now’? Or ‘They have such a good life. I wish I was doing that’? Often enough, right. The problem with social media is it’s a highlight reel of images that people/companies want... Continue Reading →

How to live life…

Here's a lesson from an autobiographical moment in my life, a true story told from the best of my memory. Whilst on my Sunday long(er) run this morning I thought a lot about various moments in my life where I felt I was really living to my best ability. I use living as an adjective... Continue Reading →

Running: input vs. output.

It's no secret, I love running. I was never on the track team at school but I've always owned a pair of trainers due to my Dad being a relatively decent club level marathoner. Training became more than just a few jogs around the park after my first half marathon, it was then that I... Continue Reading →

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